Marriage status: Ex-husband, please respect yourself

Chapter 573 Do One Thing For Me
In the evening, after crossing the outskirts of the city and driving south, two black cars just stopped in front of a dilapidated apartment building about ten kilometers away.

The door of one of the co-pilots was opened, and a young man came down. He walked to the back seat of the car behind him in two or three steps, opened the door, and greeted a woman with a cold face.

Song Ran was wearing a black slim-fitting narrow-shouldered suit. After getting out of the car, she looked up first, then frowned slightly, and asked the man beside her, "Is this here?"

"Yes." Yan Hao stretched out his hand and pointed upwards, "He's on the third floor."

It was getting late, and several street lights were turned on outside the apartment building one by one, but looking up, those old lamp tubes were covered with dark lumps, which almost completely covered the light that was not bright enough, so that His vision was so dim that he couldn't even see the aisle in front of him clearly.

The assistant next to her turned on the light with her mobile phone, and Song Ran raised her feet, stepping on the bumpy concrete path with her high heels, and walked up cautiously.

The apartment looked like an unfinished project many years ago. Only the basic outline was built. The outside of the wall was still red brick. Along the way, the balcony of the stairwell was not sealed, and the air was filled with a faint musty smell.

If he hadn't been here in person, it would be hard for Song Ran to imagine that there is such an undiscovered land in the capital.

All the way up to the third floor, there are two residents on the left and right sides of the stairs. The one on the left is a wooden door, which is half open. Looking at the big iron gate full of stains, he asked the man following behind him, "Here?"

"En." Yan Hao nodded, took two steps up, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door was opened from the inside, and looking at them through the crack of the door was a sturdy man with a stubble on his face.

Song Ran frowned inaudibly, looked the man up and down, turned his head slightly, and glanced behind him lightly.

Those three or five men stood side by side, each of them was tall and strong, but they didn't look like ordinary hooligans. They walked all the way, except for watching vigilantly from left to right, they didn't say a word of unnecessary nonsense.

Before she lifted her foot to enter the door, she pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "You young master Shan, you are really unfathomable."

Yan Hao sniffed, pretending not to understand, pushed the door to the end first, and then put on a pose to invite someone, "Miss Song, there are people inside."

After crossing the threshold, the first thing that catches the eye is a square wooden table placed in the center of the living room. Some water and food are placed on the table. In addition, there is a khaki sofa spread out next to it.

Going forward for a while, she stopped in front of a wooden door with peeling paint. She glanced at the person next to her, and the bearded man stretched out his hand and turned the door handle away.

With a "bang", the door that was pushed hit the brick wall next to it, bounced back, and was punched back by the man again.

This not a small movement startled the woman who was sitting on the sofa with her knees hugged and shrank for a while, then raised a pair of frightened eyes from the messy ends of her hair and stared at the person coming.

Except for the three or five strong men, she recognized Song Ran at a glance.

"Miss Song..."

His dry lips moved up and down, and then he fell down from the sofa, and with a hoarse voice, he repeated: "Miss Song."

Song Ran frowned again, she stood outside the door, staring down at the woman who looked a bit embarrassed not far away, her expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Miss Liao." She raised her red lips slightly, and asked again, "Should I call you Liao Qiu or Liao Qing?"

Two days ago, when she was blocked at the door by a group of strong and healthy men, she had already guessed the specific reason, and Song Ran's appearance at this time also confirmed her guess.

She stretched out her hand, brushed aside the messy hair on her forehead, and said frankly: "Fengrui's tax evasion was done by me. Since you found it, I have no intention of defending myself."

"Yes." Song Ran's brows gradually relaxed, and her eyes turned around in the small space, and finally fell on the shelf next to her, "Do you know that once you are sentenced for such a high amount of financial crime, you will be in prison for several years? ?”

There was a mountaineering bag on the tin gray shelf. The zipper of the bag was open, revealing a pile of dusty clothes. Song Ran walked to the side, picked out one of the white chiffon shirts with her fingers, and pulled out the bag that was under the weight. Passport below.

His eyes glanced lightly, and he said with a smile: "How many benefits does Shangrui give you? He agreed to give you a green card from the UK, and even let your family move there, so that if you leave Kyoto forever, you will also be able to get rid of your career forever." A blot on my life."

When mentioning family members, Liao Qiu's eyes changed, and there was a burst of fire in his eyes, "Did you check my family?"

"It's not difficult to check."

Song Ran didn't deny it. After closing the passport, she waved it lightly and handed it to the assistant next to her, before she looked at the person who came, "Your grandma just finished her surgery and is recovering well. She will be here in two months. You can leave the hospital."

Song Ran was not good at threatening others, she felt that it was not a legitimate method, but this time in front of Liao Qiu, she was the first to make an exception.

In fact, she didn't even say a word of threat, but the other party could already clearly feel the danger in it. As soon as she heard the word "Grandma", there was a flash of light in her eyes, and then she fell to the side, holding her hands on the ground. Dusty ground.

"I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for the Song family, I'm willing to go to jail, I'm willing to be punished, you can vent your anger however you want, but don't touch her old man, she has a bad heart and can't stand it..."

As he spoke, the salty tears fell to the ground, wrapped in dust.

"As long as you go to jail, the verdict will be sent to your family, and she will know sooner or later."

Looking down, Song Ran stared at the woman below him, her heart numb and calm.

After that, I was silent for a while, watching her continue to cry, until I was tired from crying, and then I leaned on the leg of the sofa next to me, with deathly silence in my eyes.

The light above the head was dim, illuminating everything around them with an old look. Song Ran raised her wrist to glance at the time, and then said politely: "The damage you caused to Mrs. Song is an established fact. Regardless of whether your crimes are known to the public or not, the current situation facing the Song family is irreparable. This is why Shang Rui will not help you sincerely. Even if you are arrested, as far as he is concerned, it is gone What a big impact."

After a pause, before the other party asked questions, she continued on her own: "I can promise not to move, and I will not let Shang Rui move your family, but before that, I need you to do one thing for me."

The air was silent for two seconds, and the woman who recovered from her senses opened her eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "What's the matter?"

When she asked the words, the hope that was ignited in her heart at that moment disappeared again, her lips and teeth moved, and she shook her head helplessly, "I won't harm anyone again, Shang Rui, he just wants to send me away now." Get out, he won't believe me anymore..."

"Hurting someone?" A scornful light flashed in Song Ran's eyes, and then he sneered, "I won't let you harm him, but he will send you to England, and he should arrange for you how to live and work after you go After all, you have sacrificed your life for him, so it is not too much to make such a request..."

A window was opened in the room facing south, and the old glass window was shaken by the wind, making a "clang bang bang bang" sound. Song Ran frowned and held her breath, feeling that the musty smell in the small space seemed to be even stronger after the wind had just passed. Stronger.

She lost her leisurely mind, turned around and went out the door, and told the assistant beside her, "Leave the other matters to you. I'll wait for you in the car."

(End of this chapter)